Jam Mechanics - Art Is For Amateurs (feat. Bug Hunter & The Narcissist Cookbook) Lyrics

I sit by the phone but I haven't heard
Both eyes stomach-sized in diameter
And you know that money's for managers
Yeah I know that money's for managers
I sit by the phone but I haven't heard
Two spots and ten thousand challengers
And I know that money's for managers
But goddamit, art is for amateurs
They call us back on stage so we hit 'em with a classic
The massive hit we writ before the music found the masses
Tried half a dozen albums to recapture all the magic
I loved your latest single (Wait, are you being sarcastic?)
Maybe all the labels put a damper on the passion
Or maybe at a certain age it's hard to make it happen
Anyways, I may take a class or learn to meditate
Anything to keep from sayin' "damn he peaked at 28"
I sit by the phone but I haven't heard
Both eyes stomach-sized in diameter
And you know that money's for managers
Yeah I know that money's for managers
I sit by the phone but I haven't heard
Two spots and ten thousand challengers
And I know that money's for managers
But goddamit, art is for amateurs
I know it's warranted and awesome as an option it's
Just a prenup is a bummer of a document
Take the butterflies and lovey eyes and beat it, please
Make a marriage feel like lawyer fees and legalese
But I assert it is worth it for the vows
Not the doweries or endowments (or for the decorative towels)
You can sign the dotted line to show the government you doubled up
But don't forget the sweaty palms or leave behind the puppy love
I sit by the phone but I haven't heard
Both eyes stomach-sized in diameter
And you know that money's for managers
Yeah I know that money's for managers
I sit by the phone but I haven't heard
Two spots and ten thousand challengers
And I know that money's for managers
But goddamit, art is for amateurs
You see the thing is
The further you get from a cheap guitar,
Three bar chords and tape deck
And making your art for the fun and the sake of it
The more space you just make for the bullshit
So spare a thought for the middle-man
Who couldn't make anything but bank, thanks champ,
But I need a rhyme and a hook, not a tie and a suit
I'm all in man, this is all that I know how to do
I sit by the phone but I haven't heard
Both eyes stomach-sized in diameter
And you know that money's for managers
Yeah I know that money's for managers
I sit by the phone but I haven't heard
Two spots and ten thousand challengers
And I know that money's for managers
But goddamit, art is for amateurs
I sit by the phone but I haven't heard
Both eyes stomach-sized in diameter
And you know that money's for managers
Yeah I know that money's for managers
Don't stop when you're blocked and you can't rehearse
Don't abandon the band when you're bad at first
Put the pen in your hand and get back to work
Cause goddamit, art is for amateurs